What now?
You think you can step back into my life,
like you were never even missing
for four or five years,
I’ve lost count – forgotten.
Though I could never forget you,
could I?
So many questions burn under my skull,
melting my brain
until the liquid flows freely out of my ears.
My excuse for knowing I won’t listen.
I’ll give you a chance
to make yourself feel falsely right,
and then it will be my turn.
And you’d better be ready.
I’ve already stripped you of your old title,
in the letter you read years too late
ending with goodbye, M------.
So, what took you so long?
I’m no longer your “innocent memory”,
and you were certainly never mine.
I’ve come to use that word a lot;
n e v e r.
Chew apart each letter.
How do you feel,
knowing you were hurting two small frames,
human flesh – yours for the taking
while their mother scraped by
with working late hours?
Not only that,
but you threatened my very soul,
the ones who took your place.
Does it make you feel like a man?
When the doctors make the first
slash at your chest,
forget my name:
that part shouldn’t be hard.
I won’t be a naïve little girl
this time around.
I’ll catch you off guard
and you won’t have a second chance.
You’d better be ready.
You think you can step back into my life,
like you were never even missing
for four or five years,
I’ve lost count – forgotten.
Though I could never forget you,
could I?
So many questions burn under my skull,
melting my brain
until the liquid flows freely out of my ears.
My excuse for knowing I won’t listen.
I’ll give you a chance
to make yourself feel falsely right,
and then it will be my turn.
And you’d better be ready.
I’ve already stripped you of your old title,
in the letter you read years too late
ending with goodbye, M------.
So, what took you so long?
I’m no longer your “innocent memory”,
and you were certainly never mine.
I’ve come to use that word a lot;
n e v e r.
Chew apart each letter.
How do you feel,
knowing you were hurting two small frames,
human flesh – yours for the taking
while their mother scraped by
with working late hours?
Not only that,
but you threatened my very soul,
the ones who took your place.
Does it make you feel like a man?
When the doctors make the first
slash at your chest,
forget my name:
that part shouldn’t be hard.
I won’t be a naïve little girl
this time around.
I’ll catch you off guard
and you won’t have a second chance.
You’d better be ready.
Author notes
Why bother?
This situation won't help anyone else out.
Not to mention, everyone I know who reads my poetry either hates or doesn't know me.
I find this ironic.
What ever happened to asking questions?
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I severely hope that people haven't been joining AllPoetry JUST to fight this stupid drama.
And I have one thing to say to Amy, and I'm done.
"Who left without telling me what was going on, leaving me to panic for eight days and get yelled at by my boss so I could go see her? Who never called even though she knew I went to school for eight hours and then worked for another five? Messages are nice sometimes."
Wrong. You would not reply to a single fucking message I sent for two weeks straight.
If you have a fucking problem with someone, Amy, you need to start telling them. You did the same shit to me over Spring Break.
You can't fix what you don't know is broken.
After hearing that you were angry with me from someone in a TOTALLY DIFFERENT COUNTRY; I realized you just weren't worth all the pain you were causing me. So I finished it with you.
"Who left without telling me what was going on, leaving me to panic for eight days"
Btw; this sounds kinda like what you've done to Romero.
Who, on that note, has fucking nothing to do with this?
You told me to grow up in one of the first messages you sent. (And deleted, I should add, after printing them out with ONLY my side of the argument?)
But perhaps you should start taking your own advice and stop playing the victim in every situation you're in.
Have you noticed all the friends you've lost over the past three years?
You really think that's all their fault? Every time?
I'm through with this. I'm blocking you and putting you on my ignore list. MySpace, AllPoetry, MSN, whatever.
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We hate you because you abandoned us.
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Abandonment?
You said it would be better if I was "out of sight, out of mind". It was your choice.
Also, you say "we", which means that it is more than you that I "abandoned".
Who left without telling me what was going on, leaving me to panic for eight days and get yelled at by my boss so I could go see her? Who never called even though she knew I went to school for eight hours and then worked for another five? Messages are nice sometimes.
Who abandoned who?
I don't care anymore about this stuff, seeing as bigger things have come up in my life. I tried to help you. You're not my problem anymore.
It made me sad for a while, thinking about how you promised me you would be there with Bryant at my graduation. Honestly, now I would be content with never seeing your face again.
I saw a guy walk into Chick-fil-A the other day and Amanda thought it was you. I panicked so bad. I was finally going to talk to you face to face, but it wasn't you. You have a twin, I swear. The ONLY differences between the two of you were the eyes and gauges. He even talked like you. Good thing it wasn't you though, because I probably would've gotten fired for what I had to say to you.
Leave me alone, please.
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There you go, twisting words.
I said "out of sight, out of mind" helps me GET OVER things. Which I am now over, although given who you associate yourself with, there is absolutely no part of me that wants to be around you.
Unless an act of God comes and makes everything "better", I will not be attending your graduation. Im sure Bryant will though. He still thinks there is hope for you.
Yep. I've met him. Cool guy. Its been years since I've seen him though. Although, if you dont care anymore, I dont see why you would have been fired.
And since your "spy" isnt around anymore, I think its appropriate to let you know that it is still around my wrist, despite everything. I also know that yours isnt....shame....
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You tricked me with every nice thing you tried to do. I wouldn't date you, so you hate me.
I don't hate you, nor do I care.
Get over it.
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Thats where you're wrong. I dont hate you because of that. Get over yourself.
I hate you because you let all the stay true and crew douchebags brainwash you. You argue just like Jeff does. Have fun with them in their closed minded world. -
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get bent and dry your fake ass emo tears
First of all, I know she didn't abandon you. I'd call it cutting her losses. The way you treated her was horrible. only "nice" to her because you wanted her to date you, and that wasnt nice at all. infact you were a dick about it, bluntly and admittedly hounding her with your sad efforts hoping she'll give in. Haven't you learned by now that any girl you get close to with such methods will never give a damn about you for long? or do you just forget about them and move on, learning nothing?
"out of sight, out of mind"? thats not how you deal with things, thats how you HIDE from things. Nothing but a coward to reality.
Disappearing after a tantrum for days, hoping the people you want attention from start calling and asking if you are ok. "I'm hurting inside, please come back and pay attention to me" what was that? a last ditch effort? you are nothing more than the Emo version of a hypochondriac. not exactly the way to gain or keep friendship. you can take that crap attitude and shove it. go drown yourself in your own misery because that is all you will be left with if you continue your ways. I'll only stand back and watch as sink into Emo hell while I cherish the friendship I hold dear with HER.
you hoped to wear her down and you FAILED, she is stronger than you ever gave her credit for. Now you lash out in spite.
And she wasnt brainwashed, she has a new perspective on life now that she's not bothered by a melodramatic loser. No longer trapped in the narrow scope of your highschool soap opera. She has learned there are far greater things to think about than you and your lies. yes, lies, and twist it around a little more to make yourself sound righteous in your own head, won't make a difference, only shows how petty you are. I'll waste no pity on you, I am warm and happy with the great friend I have in her, the friend you drove away yourself, you can't hold her back any more. sit and wallow in your personal hell of darkened spite, hide in the shadow of your Emo-Misery, no one will miss you -
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Who the hell are you?
First off, I'm not in highschool anymore, get your facts straight.
Second, I was not only nice to her to try to get her to date me. Wanting to date her came long after I had first met her, and I was plenty nice to her then as well.
Third, since I dont know you, I'm assuming that you do not know the people who DID IN FACT brainwash her. I know this, because the same thing happened to her boyfriend, his best friend, and my once good friend Phil. It was shoved down my throat for awhile too, and in the beginning, it may have worked. But I no longer associate with those people, so it must not have had much of an effect.
Finally, lets not make this an "epic thread" shall we? Got more to say, send a message my way. -
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No one wants to talk to you.
Everyone is done with all of this and have moved on, including me.
If you have anything else to say you can come see me. Not them. Me.
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Not in highschool? you as hell could have fooled me. Dont want an "epic thread"? then you shouldn't have bothered leaving any public comments. you should have stayed lost and dead to her. You are just pissed because she isn't alone to pick on like you thought. you might know me, I certainly know you, I have for a long while, you are weak for choosing your friends in such a closed minded manner. You didnt like how the people you hung out with changed because they didnt share your views so you clashed. so rather than work it out and simply "agree to disagree" you severed your ties and ran. RAN. you are a shallow kid and we are far better off without people like you. and don't bother publicly commenting on the poetry if you can't handle the light shined on you. Garbage should be thrown away and never seen again, you've let yourself be cut out as refuse so STAY GONE
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Just to point out...You're the one making it "epic"
Also, feel free to message me back. Id really like to continue our lovely conversation.
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